All or nothing......

And the sign said you got to have a membership card to get inside.

All of me, why not take all of me... can't you see that I'm no good without you.....

MEN:  No shirt, no shoes, no service.  LADIES: No shirt, free drinks.

Go big or go home.

Cognitive distortion. (Ouch, I've got a baby headache on that one.)  AI warns "Danger danger Will Robinson" when ALL OR NOTHING thinking takes place.

A single mistake ruins the entire project.  It's unsafe to go outside because it's flu season. The next door neighbor is loud, so, they're a bad person. Forgetting a birthday means you are uncaring. (Say what you want, I've forgotten a few, which, makes me 37 now!) You don't get a text reply, of course, means they hate you.

All or nothing is also called black and white thinking.  "This type of rigid, binary thinking fails to reflect the complexity and nuance of real life. It oversimplifies situations and can lead to harsh self-judgment, unrealistic expectations, and emotional suffering" and itchy itchy rashes.

They done do a thing nowadays called CBT (Cognitive Behavior Therapy.) Stuff like, “One brownie doesn’t erase my success with my diet. I’ve made significant changes and can expect things won’t always go perfectly.”........ or, "I was thrown off by that one interview question, but, the rest of my performance was solid." CBT calls this "finding shades of gray."

Oh hell, wasn't that that movie/book Fitty Shades where they took ALL off.. did everything, NOTHING, no holds barred.

Victor, my head hurts. Turn this subject matter around OR, you'll lose ALL of my attention. Nothing would please me more than you turning this around.

Good idea.

Today is a fun day.  Victor, YOU, of ALL PEOPLE.  You've told us time and again, ANYTIME someone starts to grab your attention and preface it with "I've got a funny story" you IMMEDIATELY stop them, look 'em in the eye and say "You tell it, WE'LL decide if it's funny." So what's the "Fun Day" crap?  (Pew, stand back mate, your breathe stinks!)

Our little bitty par 3 golf course is having our own, for members, RYDER CUP golf thingy.  What's that?  Well, the real Ryder Cup features professional golfers from the United States competing against a team of professional golfers from Europe.

Our little bitty par 3 course, we're forming two teams, RED VERSUS BLUE, pretty much based, matched up agin someone with similar ability (or, in my case, inability.)  Victor, you WORK at a golf course, you've GOT to be a good golfer." (Pew, stand back mate, your breathe stinks!)

Everyone puts in 25 buckaroos, you're teamed up in a foursome... ya mimick kinda sorta the way the pro's do...  we're playing 9 holes best ball. (you and blue or red partner agin two other blue or red folk).. . 9 holes alternate shot, same dealy bob, 2 red vs 2 blue, THEN, ya go one on one versus one from the other team... so all in all, you can win up to four points.  

There is banter.  Laughter. Camaraderie. While we ARE ALL OR NOTHNG Blue or Red, we don't need no cognitive therapy... we actually do this to combat the insanity of the real Monday Thru Friday World.... we have fun...... eat some BBQ... talk about good shots, bad shots, funny shots, some even have a shot or two after.

In the end, ya add all the scores up for your team, you either turn that original 25 bucks into Fitty (ALL) or, ya lose, and that 25 turns into (NOTHING).

What's cool is, us Weekend With Bernie type golfers are teamed up with the Tiger Woods like club champions... us/we... agin the World (red or blue.) Back slaps, high fives, consoling, "no big deal"

Last year.  I played.  It reminded me of, the very first time with my affliction when I was at Wally World and I decided to get groceries in onea their mobility scooters.  I suck at walking, so, I don't care who sees me, or, didn't for the first time. (Still don't).  Same with golf, I suck at golf, but I don't care who sees me.  I likes fun.

Last year. My/our team won. 25 turned into Fitty.  I/we, my teammate, we actually won the first two stages, THEN, I had to play head to head agin' one'a my good friends at the course (a female) and....................... drum roll........... SHE WHOOPED ME.  (I can't sing I ain't pretty and my legs are thin... and, I suck at golf, BUT, our team, and me, WON ALL..  Fitty!)

They told me I needed to work on my "LOFT"....   I asked them how I do that, or, what did they mean and they muttered something about Lack Of Friggin Talent.  Funny ha ha, I laughed all the way to the bank.

That's all.... about nothing......

Or, nothing........ about all.

"Nothing is impossible, the word itself says "I'm possible'!"   Audrey Hepburn

Edited by Carly, you're so vain, Willie, All of Me, and Sgt Shultz I know Nothing

Love, Victurd